I Fell In Love With My Best Friend (Fuenciado)

I Fell In Love With My Best Friend - Chapter One

A/N: This is my first Fuenciado fanfic, so it may or  not suck, but I hope you like it!

A/N: This fic is already over, but if you just so happen to be a new reader, I would just like to warn you, this fic is under going major editing, and if things seem nice in one chapter, but bad in the next, I am so sorry. 

** Vic's P.O.V **

I was laying in my bunk on the tour bus. Time to start this again, I thought to myself. It would be a long summer full of spending time with bands, meeting new people, and gaining new fans. Jaime and I hadn't been spending a lot of time together, and it was putting a damper on my tour vibe. Hopefully that this year's Warped would be better than the previous year's Warped. I had got cheated on and dumped, making the tour a living hell. Mike was there to comfort me occasionally, but he was spending his time with Tony. God, did I want a relationship like theirs. They never left eachother's side, and they always had cutesy moments at random. If only someone had loved me in that way. I would have killed for something like that.

"Hey Vic?" asked a familiar voice from outside the curtain. "Hmm?" I mumbled, as the spiky haired boy popped his head in. "We're at a gas station and I was going to get food, do you want to come with?" he had slightly lowered his voice. I nodded, deciding I needed to get off the bus and get away from my thoughts. I rolled out of my bunk, and onto the floor. I had to walk past the lounge area before I got to the door. I hoped and prayed that Mike wouldn't be there, but it was almost inevitable. My thoughts had proven to be right. To my dismay Tony and Mike were sitting on the couch together. Tony was straddling Mike, with his arms around his neck. Mike had his arms around Tony's waist, and was whispering something into his ear. 

My formerly happy expression faded as we walked out the door. "What's up Vic?" Jaime questioned me. "Nothing," I mumbled under my breath, causing it to be nearly inaudible. "Don't lie," he gripped my shoulders and stopped me. "I'm not, okay! So just drop it," I snapped, loosening myself from his tight hold. I stormed my way back to the bus. Tony and Mike were still on the couch, but this time they were sucking each others faces. Seeing that triggered something inside me, and that's when I broke. "Holy fuck! Could you guys stay off each other for more than a second!?" I screamed, while a few tears were running down my face. I quickly rushed to my bunk, and collapsed onto it. Why was I so mad at everyone? Life had been fine, besides me being lonely. Maybe that was the problem, I was lonely. It was unfortunate that my thoughts had been wondering to that area, but it was my fault for letting them.

 "Where's Vic?" the faint sound of Jaime's voice penetrated my barrier of silence. "He got all pissed at us then went back to the bunks," I could hear the casualness in Mike's voice. He could be extremely insensitive at times. I heard foot steps my way. "Victor Fuentes. If you don't tell me what's wrong I will eat you," Jaime threatened from outside the closed curtain on my bunk. "So scary," my voice was coated in sarcasm. I had managed to go from a crybaby, to sarcastic twat, within seconds. "Look Vic. We need to talk. It isn't fun seeing you like this. Please just tell me what's wrong," his voice was starting quiver. I opened up the curtain to see him with tears in his eyes. "I'm sorry. I'm just pissed off at being alone," I sighed, and got off my bed. As I planted my feet on the ground, his arms wrapped me into a tight embrace. I was unaware as to where it came from, but I started to cry into his chest. Sob after sob I started to feel better. Yet again, I found myself changing from a sarcastic twat, to a crybaby, within seconds.

Being in Jaime's arms made everything go away. I felt safe in his arms. I had no care in the world. My mind started to fade as I got tired. I lifted my head up from Jaime's chest and looked into his eyes. I never noticed how beautiful they were. Wait what was I thinking? I can't think a guys eyes are beautiful, especially not my best friend. His hair looked so perfect. Sticking in every which direction. Vic! Stop it! His lips looked so kissable, and amazing. Why was I thinking these things about my best friend? I couldn't have a crush on him. I've been straight as a pole my whole life. At least I assumed I was. That day was a wild and crazy journey for my brain. So many thoughts were happening at the same time, and I didn't know how to manage them.

"Thank you," I managed to choke out. "You're welcome," he whispered back. "Now go to bed, you look exhausted," he commanded me in the politest way possible. "Will you lay with me?" I asked without meaning to. He nodded his head, and got into the bunk with me. I lay my head on the pillow, as I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist. Asking him to lay with me was one thing, but him willingly cuddling with me was another. But I guess I didn't have any objection to it. Hell, I even joined in. I turned around and buried my head into his chest. He smelt so good. It just added to his attractiveness. Did I just think of my best friend as attractive? 

Was I falling in love with my best friend?

A/N; Sorry it's short, but further chapters will be longer. Comment/Fan/Vote. Sorry if it sucks. It is my first Fuenciado fanfic. And yes there will be moments (Lots of them) of perrentes. So until next time I bid you adieu! Jk bye guys (A/N*10/21/14* I just went through and edited this, so it should be slightly better. I fixed a few things, and added a little bit, so it's less sucky.)

-Smashie